Sledding on Halloween
This is a sight that is rarely seen
witch and her familiar sledding on Halloween
the snow had been heavy, then turned to ice
They went up and down the snow hill not once, but twice
We should be flying, but the sky is so cold!
Black Kit her familiar gave a hiss that was gold
Maybe we will trick-or-treat and stay on the ground.
They slid down the snow hill twice more, their sled flipping around.
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